The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1887-06-04
A Bad, Wicked Man
ny NJ. EILEEN HoLAHAN.

"Lenorcr'
The voice that speaks her name is low,
and suggestive Of passionate restraint.
Yet Miss Geneva, the gill to whom it is
addressed, does not even lift her golden
head from the novel she basely pretends to
be reading with interest.
If she had, Dare Sunderland, standing
tall, strong and handsome before her in the
sunlight tnat fiickered down through the
softly swaying trees, might ldee seen that
they were heavy and wild with weight of
nnshed tears.
Even then, perhaps, he might haye
thought the regret was all for Paul, for
whom she lad always seetiied to care so
much, and who certainly was deeply in
love with her.
In reality, Dare was not a conceited
man.
Women had fallen in love with him-he
had smiled in amusement, shrugged his
shoulders. and never cared,
Why should he care, when he had gone
no step cut of the usual Indifference of his
manner to win their regard? But this girl,
who cares for him not at all
She is well aware that his keen gray eyes
are fixed upon herr
She has the desire to be brave-to show
him how indifferent his coming or going is
to her; but how miserably she lacks the
strength.
She is wise enough to remember that dis
cretion is the better part of valor; so does
not lift lier eyes until they are well under
control.
He would no doubt like to add her heart
to the list of his many victims. Only few
evenings before she had accidentally heard
a couple laughing over her infatuation for
this man with the air and grace of king.
Then she had shut her little white teeth
hard and sworn that the world would never
know how badly she had been wounded.
She had, through the tender, careless grace
of her manner, earned the reputation OF
being a coquette. They must never know
that this was not one of her many co.
quetries.
Only few evenings since her matter-of.
fact, worldly-wise sister Kate had taken
her seriously to task.
81 had given you credit for more sense
Lenore," she had said, earnestly. Every
one is speaking and laughing about youl
infatuation for that mani and they say
you know it, tool he is only triHe,
amusing himself at your expense. He is
bad, wicked man, if all reports are true
and how any decent woman-especially
beautiful, charming person like you-coulC
prefer him to Paul, who has loved you al
his life"
Lenore did not answer then but went NJ
the stairway singing softly, recklessly, as
she didn't care
But she knew that she stood condemne
as an indecent woman, for certainly II wa
the bad, wicked man, with the caressin
smile and keen, tender eyes that she S
passionately, wildly loved, whom all tn
rest of her life she must so bitterly, Wild
regret But he should neyer-never know
"Lenore," repeats the rich, iitipatien
TONES, so wondrously soft and eloquer
when speaking her name, "will you nc
even bless me with kindly goodbye, It'll
girl? Am so little in your thoughts, ther
after all the pleasant days we have sper
together, that you do not consider it wort
your while to give me glance in the par
ing? 1t is all shall have to take with m
into the cold and lonliness of my journe'
had given you credit for more heart tina
most women, Lenore,"
n She has conquered at last, and locked Il
hopeless agony OF love away in her hea
= TOR the present. In the future
. . Well, there will be plenty Of time for I
Il pent-up passion TO break forth when Dal
lie gone from her lfs forever. .H,l